The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 1032 West Sea
No matter what the purpose is, Xiahou Yihan's goal has changed from land to deep sea.

This is bad news for Xie Wanrong.

She hesitated for a moment, then Fang said: "Bingli, let the people from Xihai... catch him."

Hurt Xiahou Yihan was something she was unwilling to do, but now, she had no choice but to trap him first.

Jiaolong nodded, "Don't worry, Xiao Rongrong, I have already given the order."

Although he didn't understand what the purpose of arresting Xiahou Yihan was, since it was Xie Wanrong's order, he followed suit.

Xie Wanrong nodded heavily, with an indescribable feeling in her heart.

But that was the truth, she and Xiahou Yihan were destined to be enemies.

If she is soft-hearted, then they will be the ones who will be injured. Regardless of whether the Demon Slayer Sword is as legendary as it is, it can kill the Demon Lord, and she must guard against it.

Qi Jinghuan pinched the back of her hand, as if to comfort her.

Xie Wanrong twitched the corner of her mouth, as if he could always read her mind.

Jiaolong thought about it, worried that Xihai could not stop Xiahou Yihan, so he wanted to go there himself, and left the Nine Princes Mansion.

Xie Wanrong's complexion was not good-looking, originally even if she did not sleep for a few days and nights, she would not suffer any damage, but now, she has not slept last night, and her complexion is extremely ugly.

She yawned slightly, her eyes sore and sleepy.

It's just that she just learned about Xiahou Yihan, she didn't want to sleep here, otherwise she didn't know how many things happened when she woke up again.

She cheered herself up, rubbed her belly, and said to herself, baby, you have to be more aggressive.

Even now, Xie Wanrong doesn't know the reason for her lethargy.

"Wan'er, stop holding on, go to sleep." Xie Wanrong's sleepiness can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye, Qi Jinghuan gently rubbed her fingertips under her eye circles: "You still can't trust your husband?"

Xie Wanrong pursed her lips, "Ah Huan, you know that's not what I meant."

She really couldn't hold it anymore.

Damn.

She rubbed her eyes vigorously, "Ah Huan, Xia Hou Yihan... don't hurt his life yet."

This is the only step back Xie Wanrong can make now, but she is not sure, after a few days, she will change her mind.

Hearing this, Qi Jinghuan frowned almost imperceptibly, his eyes gradually deepened, and then he said with a deep smile: "Whether the dragon can trap him is still unknown."

Xiahou Yihan has been wandering outside for so long, and he is no longer the previous Xiahou Yihan.

He didn't bring many people with him on this trip. He was standing on the coast of the West Sea. He just sank when two waves hit him. He frowned and returned to the shore.

As a human emperor, he is very cautious in everything he does, even if there is only a little unusual movement in Xihai, this has already made Xiahou Yihan frown.

His gaze gradually sank.

This time, instead of going down by himself, he ordered the people behind him to go into the sea to investigate.

He stood on the coast of the majestic West Sea, slightly closed his eyes, and the sapphire blue robe set off his extraordinary aura, and he felt the guidance given to him by the Demon Slayer Sword with his heart.

It seemed that there was an invisible force that could not be seen or touched, pulling his soul and sending him into the sea.

His intuition told him that the Demon Slayer Sword was hidden under the water.

The shrimp soldiers and crab generals who have been floating under the water have already been prepared. As long as Xiahou Yihan goes into the sea, he will immediately deploy a sea net to catch him.

However, Xiahou Yihan didn't go into the sea for a long time, as if he was on guard.

(End of this chapter)